He works hard to give her all he thinks she wants

A three car garage, her own credit cards

He pulls in late to wake her up with a kiss good night

If he could only read her mind, she'd say:

Buy me a rose, call me from work

Open a door for me, what would it hurt

Show me you love me by the look in your eyes

These are the little things I need the most in my life

Now the days have grown to years of feeling all alone

And she can't help but wonder what she's doing wrong

Cause lately she'd try anything to turn his head

Would it make a difference if she said:

Buy me a rose, call me from work

Open a door for me, what would it hurt

Show me you love me by the look in your eyes

These are the little things I need the most in my life

And the more that he lives the less that he tries

To show her the love that he holds inside

And the more that she gives the more that he sees

This is a story of you and me

So I bought you a rose on the way home from work

To open the door to a heart that I hurt

And I hope you notice this look in my eyes

Cause I'm gonna make things right for the rest of your life

I'm gonna hold you tonight

Do all those little things

For the rest of your life